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Lemme tell ya, I’m no expert, but I’ve heard stories—wild ones! Didja know in Amsterdam they got these window girls? Like a damn human vending machine! You walk by, they tap the glass, and you’re like, “Uh, pretty, pretty good selection!” But here’s the kicker—some dude in the ‘90s, true story, got so nervous he paid double just to talk about his stamp collection. Freakin’ stamps! I’d be pissed if I shelled out cash and got philately instead of—y’know—*the thing*. Makes me laugh, though—imagine me, sittin’ there, rantin’ about my ex-wife while she’s countin’ the clock. “Time’s money, Larry!” she’d say. Hilarious!

I walk the cobblestones of Old Market too. It's rough, kinda edgy, but oh-so real. Every cracked stone tells a tale of fights, laughter, and street legends. Sometimes, I sit there, reminiscing bout my days coaching pleasure in this gritty paradise, half thinkin' all these shadows got more to say than I do on a windy night.

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